[o] I may be dreaming but the atoms are awake
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Noah Olson
 the Sentinel of the North
Hunter
Age: 37 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Attuned | Citizenship: Halo | Level: 12
STR: 52 - DEX: 58 - END: 75 - LUCK: 61 - ARC: 61 - INT: 2 - HP: 900 - BASE ROLL: 119
EIRA - Mythical - Griffin (Venom)
Played by: Time
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The griffin lifted his head with pride, You should. They are beautiful. MAde by Safrin herself, the hot springs were a mirror to her. Then, the air shifted and so did Hadama. Noah’s eyes went to his and he hesitated.

The question hung there, low and quiet, like mist over the sea. Noah’s instinct was to deflect, to offer something neat and palatable. He was used to being the strong one, the steady one. But Hadama had asked with gentleness, not pity—in that, something opened, and made the truth rise, thick and bitter, behind his teeth.

He breathed. Then shifted. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, letting his glacier eyes fall to the snow and ice beneath his boots. He let the weariness show in his eyes, the grief in his voice.

“It’s been… hard,” he said. “I miss her. Every day. My kids are…struggling. Marcus doesn’t want me to be involved in anything regarding Starfall. Ravenna resents me for being gone so long hunting the dragon down. Margot…well, she seems to be the only one who understands.” His daughter shared with him the need for vengeance. He knew she did, because when he presented them with the dragon’s teeth she took them and placed them in a jar beneath her bed.
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RE: I may be dreaming but the atoms are awake - by Noah - 06-05-2025, 11:30 AM



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